Nancy and Lyles Wedding

Below is the poem entitled Nancy and Lyles Wedding which was written by poet
Tony
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Nancy and Lyles Wedding

Nancy and Lyle are friends of mine. They had both been widowed. When they married it was very obvious that they were meant to be together. They had a mashed potato bar at their reception. I thought that it was a fun idea.

I went to a party the other night and it was quite nice and well above par,
And my favorite thing for the guests to enjoy was a mashed potato bar.
Into a champagne glass a generous scoop of mashed potatoes was placed,
Then I could add any topping to it that I wanted and season it to my taste.
So I took some green onions and some bacon bits and then just to please,
I added a dollop of sour cream and a scoop of melted nacho cheese.
To tell you how great it tasted would be to put the horse behind the cart,
I have to explain that my mashed potato creation was truly a work of art.
Those who were seated by me were nearly overcome by their temptation,
When I ate my mashed spud Mona Lisa the taste filled me with elation.
I went to get a second helping and duplicate the flavor and the joy,
But when I got to the serving table what I saw only served to annoy.
The ingredients that were set out had been completely changed,
Now I had to deal with the fact that everything had been rearranged.
And so to this mashed masterpiece I added pork that was wrapped in salty bacon,
I covered the whole thing in savory gravy it was another masterpiece in the makin’.
It seems I’ve threaded the needle and the odds for a second time I’ve topped,
The shifting choices of life have slowed me down but have not left me stopped.
Can you imagine the luck that I must have, to find something that was so nice,
Only to have my life get rearranged but then to find something that nice twice?
So raise a champagne tater glass to Nancy and Lyle and wish for them the best,
And hope that the gravy of their lives remains lump free for they are truly blest.